Cold Feet

Chapter 8

VIOLA

I get back to the table and sit down beside Ashley after the new bar limit has been confirmed. She looks at me and smiles.

“You were gone a while,” she smiles knowingly waiting for me to spill the beans.

“I had to sort out the bar limit,” I reply blushing. “I wasn’t with him all the time.”

“Could have fooled me,” Ashley says. Bursting with curiosity, she asks, “What did he want?”

“To get together after the wedding,” I smile.

“Really?” Ashley asks surprised. “He doesn’t take it slow does he?”

I blush again as I think of just how slow we didn’t take it. I shake my head not trusting my voice to answer as I avoid Ashley’s gaze.

“You tart!” she whispers. “You didn’t!”

“Didn’t what?” I ask feigning ignorance but still not looking at her.

“I know you,” Ashley whispers again. “You dirty little girl!” she teases.

I look at her and feign offense. “Get your mind out of the gutter,” I smile.

“C’mon. Tell me, tell me!” she whispers, begging like a little child.

I have worked with Ashley for a long time and we are good friends. She knows me well and I know her well too. I’m enjoying stringing her along.

“We didn’t…” I say and let the thought hang in the air.

“…but?” she prompts.

“I had to come back here for the bar limit but you can call me commando,” I say as I sip my drink.

“Commando?” Ashley asks confused and then it hits her. Her hand flies to her mouth as she realizes what I mean. “Oh my…”

I smile at her and wink. Then her eyes flick to a point above and behind my head and a moment later I hear his voice again.

“Is this seat taken?” he asks.

Of course not, and if it was, it would have become vacant right now just for you, I think before I reply. “No, but I’m guessing it’s about to be.”

“That all depends on whether you’ll permit me to be seated,” he smiles as he waits for permission.

What a gentleman, I think wondering what he’s done with my panties.

and then add,

gives me a quick wink and then excuses herself from the table. I

I steal you from your busy schedule

“You may,” I reply.

fabulous.” Rick says lightly. His voice is confident. It has an authoritative but kind tone. One that says, I’m in charge and I know

again. It carries a hint of wood and it’s strong. Not in the sense that he has used too much, the scent

between my thighs and I’m pretty sure he knows it.

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simply do the best I can for my clients. They are important and it’s a very special

a very noble way

it works wonders, don’t you? I will add though that you had

flattering you. I simply believe in giving

incline my head towards him.

lowers his voice. “Can we put our earlier moment aside? There’s

about?” I ask

do whether you want to admit it or not. I believe I’m also one of the best at

Did he just start to talk business? I

have a

“I doubt you have someone like me on your

exactly

his jacket. He removes his wallet and takes out a business card. He returns

look at it immediately. I am mesmerized by his moves.

a lawyer,” Rick

hard. A lawyer? What

would I want to collaborate with a lawyer?” I don’t like lawyers for personal reasons and I can’t help the hint of irritation that creeps

and looks at me before continuing, “Well, many couples prefer to have prenups drawn up before they get

slowly. “Okay, that makes

He sits forward and continues, “That’s just the

do you mean by ‘just

the

I take another few sips so my voice can return

“Yes, divorce,” he repeats.

an instant, everything that happened between us earlier is wiped out. I feel like I have

the most

the most beautiful days. It doesn’t last forever though.

end in divorce sooner or later?” I ask incredulously. This time I keep my voice low enough so that the other guests don’t

of them,” Rick replies. “But let me give you an idea of what I’m talking about.

for something as bad

Would you like to guess what the national average is? It’ll make you wonder why ‘till

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